People like you are the reason I took up “recreational” surgery in the first place, Herr.
Really? Recreational surgery is how I got a kushy job at Dachau. We should have tea some time over a dead horse and talk about it.
Oh yes, let us have tea.
We can discuss what happened to my dear old Jewish grandmother and so many of my neighbors. I can tell you delightful stories about what became of so many of my lovers and friends because they made the mistake of loving other men. All of them are dead and tortured due to the arrogance of useless creatures like you.
You may think these things make you rebellious and cute. You may think that the crimes of others excuse your own.
But none of that will save you from me.
Don’t worry though, you will help me make a great many contributions to Science before you leave. Finally you will be of some use to the human race!
